Homie forgot who you were

Kicking back chillin reminiscing with my homie

And I look around and realize that you being fake as hell and I'm still me

I was loyal from day one but now you don't even know me

So hate me if you want to

The last time I knew she was a dope hoe and you was part of my crew

Fake ass nigga

I hate that I was nothing but loyal to ya

You can't be my friend one minute and not the next

If you were my friend you would put that bitch in check

I keep it one hundred I keep it real

So here's the real deal

If your my friend your my friend

And that's all day til the end

If I say I got you I got you

If I don't got you I'll tell you I don't got you

But it's all good

It ain't stopping me from being hood

I'm still me still doing me and still act like I should

Og Crip gangsta

You'll never be anything but a punk ass wangsta

Stay out of my way

I'm doing things my way

And your bitch don't have shit else to say

Your lame ass hustling ends today

I'm taking over in the most ruthless way

I'm bout to turn up

Let a real gangsta show you what's up

As far as I'm concerned you and your hoe can sit down and shut the fuck up

I ain't from here

Where I come from we put motha fuckers like you in fear

You were my homie

Now your dead to me

I don't play games I ain't having fun

I'm done